Need to Track Down Some Tupelo Honey

I've been coating my sore throat with green tea & honey. My sleep has been real light these past few nights, which leads my mind to wander over the terrain of unfinished dreams and a long countdown to the ringing of my wake up alarm.

Is a low-cal honey possible?

Oh, Those Summer Nights

Summer officially ends sometime Thursday. It was so humid last night that we had to turn the air conditioners on. It has been one long, hot, dry season, but I can't complaint. In three months, we will be shivering and shoveling ... maybe not in that order.

It's "Fashion Week" in Chicago. I got the chance to meet Clinton Kelly from TLC's "What Not to Wear" this afternoon at Marshall Fields. I picked up a copy of the style book that he put together with co-host Stacy Loundon, which he graciously autographed for Caitlyn & Alex. He was sharply dressed and incredibly nice.

Well, our countdown to the U2 concert has finally reached the 24-hour point. After my federal court training class in the morning, Janice will pick me up and we'll begin our quest to catch up with the boys from Ireland. I'm hoping to get my Joshua Tree LP autographed by Bono ... would so love to actually stumble upon the opportunity to meet Larry at the hotel or before their soundcheck. I've got the lingo down in my mind ... "Mr. Hewson," (just to grab his attention) "next time you're in Chicago, you've got to come check out Sunday Nite Live at Armitage." (I'm going to give him one of our newsletters, just like I did with Donny Osmond -- yes, I'm a dork). Janice can talk about her mission trip to Kenya ... the "Miracle Drug" angle ... then the whole family will cap the night off with the band and thousands of others at the United Center.

"I was born a child of grace * nothining else about the place * everything was ugly but your beautiful face and it left me no illusion. I saw you in the curve of the moon * in the shadow cast across my room * you heard me in my tune when I just heard confusion. All because of you. All because of you. All because of you I am."

"A woman with your same coloring asked me earlier today what colors would look good on her, so I told her "lavender." -- Clinton Kelly commenting to Mer who was wearing a lavender top

Here it goes ...

This is my first foray into the world of blogs. I've always spoken clearer through my words because it's just easier for me to get my feelings out in colored inks across a page. I'm a little hoarse because the priorities of my life have somewhat overwhelmed my feeble attempts to put my thoughts down in words with any regularity. (Put it this way, my annual Christmas letter is the most I've written in quite a while).

So, I guess that you can call this a new journey, as I now have this vehicle to help me in trying to find the voice that has been in hiding. It's not lost ... I know that I will find it. It just needs to be exercised to gain back its strength.

Mer

Countdown: 2 more days to Vertigo!